The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Don Zhang Jiuling
In the floating sky on the sea, you disappear from the world on your fragile boat.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?
Sand is deepened by unfathomable ice and covered with dark clouds. Wan Li prefers Tang to Cen Can.
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, flies to the yellow paradise of Tang Censhen.
The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!
There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.
Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue sea.
Where there is water, mountains and islands are towering. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao's ocean view